Chapter 194: The Master Is Me!

Hearing Tang Song's words, Shi Yong and Ji Jinyu both laughed, and laughed unscrupulously, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Just you, you still want to be a member of the Writers' Association?" Ji Jinyu smiled coldly, "Daydreaming!" ”

"If Mr. Song Renxiao wants to enter the Demon Capital Association, we will welcome it with both hands. People are great writers, what are you? Shi Yong said indignantly.

Tang Song wants to laugh very much, is this the so-called chairman of the writers' association? In terms of this quality, it is not as good as selling pork in the vegetable market.

Besides, I just said casually, your association is full of all kinds of disgusting smells, even if you invite the master, you won't go.

"Are you finished?" At this time, Wei Zhengyi, who had not spoken, spoke.

"Old Wei, what about the master you are talking about?"

Ji Jinyu stared at Wei Zhengyi and asked.

"Otherwise, I'll go out and pick it up." The more Shi Yong looked at Tang and Song, the more unpleasant he became, and he wanted to go out to breathe.

"He's -- the master!" Shi Nu Wei Zheng pointed to Tang and Song and said word by word.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Song Renxiao's mouth was so wide that he could put his fist in. Impossible, how is this possible? How could he be a master, Wei Lao must have made a mistake.

Shi Yong and Ji Jinyu were even more dumbfounded. In the eyes of the two of them, this tradition has nothing to do with the Internet. It can be said that fire and water are incompatible. Therefore, when they saw that Tang and Song Dynasty were extremely popular with the Internet, they were resentful.

"Xiao Song, his talent is above me, if you really want to apprentice, take advantage of it now, according to the rules of our Chinese ancestors, and perform the apprenticeship ceremony!" Wei Zhengyi said coldly.

It's time for this play to end. Otherwise, they would have thought they had become the protagonists.

Tang Song stood there motionless. It looks very arrogant.

Cheng Haoyu naturally knows the meaning of Song Renxiao's existence. This Song Renxiao can worship anyone as a teacher, but he can't worship Tang and Song as a teacher. Because, in this way, the meaning of his existence is completely lost.

For the chess pieces in the hand, if there is no use value, then there is only one result left, which is to be discarded.

Song Renxiao is also very clear about this. The reason why he was looking for Wei Zhengyi was to surpass Tang and Song in all aspects, attract Shen Meng'er's attention, and finally win her heart.

But now. But I never thought that I went around in a big circle, but I got myself into it.

The atmosphere was very awkward.

They originally wanted to help Song Renxiao and cooperate with him to make this play more exciting, but they never expected that after a long time, the mysterious master turned out to be Tang Song!

Disgrace!

"While I'm in a good mood now, stick, if you want to apprentice, hurry up!" Tang Song deliberately raised his voice, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him.

Those paparazzi naturally saw the clues, and deliberately approached at this time.

"Worship your mother!" Song Renxiao wanted to say this sentence very much. However, when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back.

He suddenly understood that this Wei Zhengyi had been playing with himself from the beginning. He even felt that the director behind this play was Tang and Song.

It's covered. I thought I had directed a big play, but I didn't expect that there would be a play in this play, and I miscalculated!

"What are you hesitating about? Come on. The division is ready! Tang Song urged again.

"You're big, you have a few brushes!" Ji Jinyu jumped out.

"I don't use brushes, only shoe makers use brushes, or shoe brushes. By the way, how many do you have? Tang Song said with a smile.

Hearing this, Ji Jinyu was angry.

Cheng Haoyu saw that this good show directed by Song Renxiao is now completely wasted. To be honest, he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't, after all, he was on the same team as Song Renxiao.

"Song Renxiao, it's possible that your apprenticeship is fake. If he is willing to accept it, I wish I would worship him as a teacher, but unfortunately he won't accept me! Wei Zhengyi's words were eloquent.

Song Renxiao knew very well in his heart that if he didn't apprentice today, then he would completely offend this Wei Zhengyi. However, if you say goodbye, you will be completely finished.

It is better to offend others than to destroy yourself.

"Count you ruthless!" Song Renxiao said these three words viciously, and he was about to leave with his sleeves up.

"If you want to go, settle this account first!" As soon as Tang Song stretched out his hands, he blocked Song Renxiao's way.

"I'll settle the account, I'll come!" Song Renxiao said with a smile.

At the same time, this Song Renxiao has fled in embarrassment. He was furious.

The relationship between the writers' association and the poetry slave Wei Zhengyi has never been very good. The two didn't say hello and slipped away.

Cheng Haoyu, who was known as the little God of Wealth, smiled at Wei Zheng and said modestly, "Old Wei, don't worry about the account, just order something, I'm still a little anxious, so I won't accompany your old man." ”

After that, Cheng Haoyu turned around and left.

Soon, there were only Tang Song and Shi Nu Wei Zhengyi and two people left.

The two looked at each other and burst out laughing.

In the car, Song Renxiao hated the root of his teeth. He pretended to be a grandson for several days, just to become famous today through the big tree of Shi Nu Wei Zhengyi, but now!!

For this reason, he also had people call the reporters.

Wait a minute!

Thinking of this, Song Renxiao's eyes lit up. Hurriedly stared at Cheng Haoyu next to him and said,

"Bad thing! Hurry up and help me get rid of those reporters! ”

In case the scene just now was exposed by them, then his popularity value dropped instantly.

Cheng Haoyu smiled mysteriously, "I've already asked someone to do this." ”

"That's good!" Song In-hyo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, after this incident, you have completely offended Wei Zhengyi. You must know that this Sima Xiangru Song Award is to put it bluntly, and he is the one who makes the final decision! ”

Song Renxiao didn't know the soft power of the poet Wei Zhengyi, not to mention his reputation in the poetry world, just his friendship with the old man of the Sima family was enough to explain everything.

After listening to Cheng Haoyu's words, Song Renxiao's eyes lit up, "Since you know about his relationship with Sima Wen, why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

Cheng Haoyu's eyes were cold, "I was going to say it at the time, but did you listen?" ”

The two didn't say anything anymore, but they both hated the same person in their minds, that was Tang Song.

Song Renxiao felt that the Chinese people could not be trusted. Didn't Cheng Haoyu say that those reporters were put to rest, so why did it still report on the Internet.

His Weibo has now been wrapped in scolding comments. Moreover, many famous and surnamed figures in the Huaxia circle began to accuse Song Renxiao of filial piety.

Emotions are contagious. When everyone around you is in a negative mood, you will also become more and more negative.

In the same way, when more and more people on the Internet began to stand on the national position and question the Korean stick, more Chinese literati and their national hearts were stimulated.

For a while, Song Renxiao had the feeling of being kicked down by you from the clouds, which made him fall to the bottom in an instant.

In Song Renxiao's view, the person who kicked him was Tang Song.

Therefore, he hated Tang Song to the core.

He felt that if his life did not have Tang and Song Dynasty, then at this time, he was holding a beauty above the clouds and looking at the moon.

Kill, he wants to kill!

And at this moment, Song Renxiao's room was pushed open.

It's a dark shadow.

As soon as the black shadow appeared, Song Renxiao immediately became respectful, as docile as the palace saw the emperor. "Do you know why you came to Huaxia?" The black shadow said lightly, as if he was talking about homely things.

Song Renxiao nodded frequently, "I know, I know, I've been working hard." However, it's all Tang Song's fault, if it weren't for him, I would have succeeded a long time ago......"

The black shadow smiled coldly, "He doesn't have to worry about you. I'm starting to get disappointed in you! ”

After saying this, the black shadow didn't linger for a second longer, and then turned away.

What these words meant, Song Renxiao knows better than anyone else. In the eyes of outsiders, and even in the eyes of fellow Koreans, he is a celebrity and a writer. However, he knew very well in his heart that this was not the case!